*BEFORE THE TEXTS*
*BEFORE THE TEXTS*
Connor continued to look at apartments. His new boss told him about one specfic area that was nice and cheap, also close to his new work and bosses apartment. His name was Alfie Deyes. Apparently Tyler even knew him. (Honestly Tyler knew everyone.)
He knew that Troye wanted to know which apartments Con had his eyes on, for he would live with Connor for the two years the job will last, unless Mr. Deyes extends it. That is what Connor is hoping for.
Troye began to text him. He didn't look at his phone until he read the apartments and started a document for notes. He finally looked at the texts as he realized he was having a panic attack. At that point he didn't even know why that he was having a panic attack at that very moment. Two minutes ago he was happy and excited for the future with his new job and amazing boyfriend, and now he was shaking and crying, with clammy hands.
His phone continued to buzz and he couldn't even hold his phone still as he tried to write a text for Troye. "I-I-I fu-fu-ck I ne-need Troy-Troye."
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Tronnor™ / completed
FanfictionConnor Franta thought love was real. He thought they were real. Tronnor was real. Troye Sivan thought love was fake.
